Love...?

Chapter 8; The finale

Its been a few weeks, schools over, its summer break. Im on a loveless picnic date with O taco. We talk and talk its just not the same anymore, even though we still have those moments where we get lost in each others eyes. It just doesnt feel the same, it wasnt really awkward stares, just why are we here stares. To break the silence off I talk about our favorite anime, glitter force. He starts talking about the furry villian like a hot celebrity, honestly im not surprised he has an obsession with beastars, I think he might be a furry. I mean sometimes he meows and growls at me, at first I thought it was some type of kink, now I think he really thinks hes a wolf. But besides that, even thought I dont like O taco at all, I lowkey despise him and I know he despise me I still wanna have a good time. Even though Elaine is out the picture I just wanna do it because Im bored. My life is so boring all I do is eat, sleep, and play dream daddy. Sometimes I yell at my mom, even though im a blackie, she acts like a karen sometimes. I space out for a bit, O taco gets annoyed at me. Lowkey O taco thinks I still has some love left for him, he plays into it because hes a jerk like that, but in reality O taco is just some money and a ride to wendys every now and then. O taco starts bringing up the old times and how we lost our connection, I dont want anything to do with him im just bored and bored and bored. I  think im turning emo, I died my hair jet black, I started listening to rock, everything about me is getting more and more black. O taco then proceeds to talk to me about the old times again. He didnt catch the hint the first time, but I play into it. We started talking for a few minutes, I reach to eat some of our potato salad with raisins, it was bustin bustin and bustin bustin and just bussin. But O taco had to ruin the mood and bring up Elaine. I glared at him, even though I could care less about him and how we are gonna turn out. There should be enough respect between us where we dont have to talk about certain situations. O taco backed down and started whimpering like a dog. O taco started to grow ears and a tail. I started cringing, but when I was glaring at him HE showed up.

Hey sasha! Its been so long. 

It was Atis. I turned red like white people when you accuse them of being racist....